Graceful Skating

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Maddie Charles is spending her christmas with her 2 year old daughter, Grace, with no presents or anyone to be with her. She meets a young man named Lee Daniels but they both find it hard to let eachother into their lives.

Submitted: December 25, 2011

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Hello Everyone and Merry Christmas!

Just a little authors note; This story will have 3 chapters (sorry) Just thought it was too long for a short story let too short to be a novel :)

Hope you enjoy,

<3

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Maddie Charles

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Lee Daniels

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Grace Charles

Part 1 -

It was 1 week before Christmas day that I watched my 2 year old baby girl play with her toys on the floor of my extremely small flat. She looked beautiful, her short, soft curls bounced around as she carefully picked up each toy and gave them to me. My heart ached as I looked at the empty tiny Christmas tree behind her. I couldn’t afford the flat let alone to buy her any presents. She deserved better. Grace tapped me with her little hands on my leg, knocking me out of my trance. I glanced down at her face; she smiled showing her new baby teeth and she giggled as she handed me another toy, she repeated this process for most of the night.

An few hours pasted and after giving Grace a bottle of warm milk, she fell asleep in my arms. I placed her carefully in her cot and kissed her forehead gently. She would sleep all night thankfully. She was my life. I had no time for friends, I didn’t have any family, not to mention her father; I didn’t like to speak about him. So like every night, I just watched the TV and went to bed, hoping the next day was better.

My daily routine went by as usually; wake up, make Grace’s breakfast and have my own whilst waiting for her to wake up, when she awoke, I washed her, got her dressed, put her hair in a ponytail, fed her breakfast, got all of our needed items together, dropped her at her nursery then raced to my work all by 9am. That was tiring enough. I worked at an outdoor ice rink as an ice rink assistant; meaning I skated around all day in the cold, making sure people who fell over were okay. I knew learning to skate when I was younger would help and the money got me by.

I reached the ice rink in London via the train and quickly put on my own skates. I winced as I took off my ordinary shoes due to the blisters I got from skating all day. Then as usually, another boring day started. My mind always on Grace and money, blocking the thoughts of her father out of my head. I glided around the ice so gracefully, I remember my ice skating teacher telling me I skated with grace when I was younger and I suppose that’s why I choose the name Grace when she was born, we both loved it. I clicked out of my thoughts when I was a woman fall harshly onto the ice with a thud. I quickly hurried over to help the woman but a man got there before me. I examined him; he didn’t work for the ice rink and yet he helped her as if he did. He also skated very well.

I reached the woman, “Are you okay?” I asked. She turned from the man to me and gently smiled, “Oh yes, I’m fine sweetie, just a tumbled, your fellow worker helped me here.” I looked up at the man; he was tall and rather good looking. His eye’s were green, just like Grace’s and, but before I could carry on thinking, he spoke. “I don’t work here”, he lightly chuckled “I just thought I would help you”. He then smiled at me. The woman thanked us both before skating off and back into the large circle of people. He reminded me of someone, “Looking for a job, ay?” “Oh no, I’m sorry, I just, erm”, he stuttered, scratching his head, “I just saw her fall over and I just wanted to help!” I smiled at him trying to explain. The more I looked at him, the more he became attractive. He had curly brown hair and light stubble shaping his sharp features and those deep green eyes.

“I’m Lee”, he place his hand out to be shaken. What a nice name, very smart and he looked rather wealthy from his clothing. Why was I even thinking this? “Maddie”, I smiled back in reply. He was very charming and as I thought this, I became aware I staring at him whilst he was starring back at me. I felt awkward and looked around at the rink, people were enjoying themselves, some skating and some barely moving, I should be doing my job, “I must get back to work”. “Oh yes” he realized, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to keep your from working”, he started skating backwards trying to show off, “By the way, you skate very gracefully”, then winked at me. I was shocked; surely I didn’t just get winked at. Me, the plain, single mother who wore barely any makeup and couldn’t afford anything nice like clothing. If he even knew I had baby, he defiantly wouldn’t like me.

Part 2 -

Hello Guys, sorry to mess you all about, due to Booksie messing this story up, i couldnt post any chapters, so i had to change this to a short story insted of a novel and post all three chapters in one :( Sorry if any one gets confused and im sure no one will read this now :(. Hope you all enjoy.

The day passed by and another began; 5 days till Christmas. I began work at 9 as usual and the time passed by. As I skated round the rink watching the snow begin to fall, the light white flakes settling onto the trees and the grass reminded me of when I Stupidly bought Grace a pot of glitter which she threw upwards and covered the whole flat just like it was snowing.
“You daydream a lot don’t you”, to my surprise there was Lee, on the ice next to me, again looking handsome.
“Oh hello, what are you doing here?” What was he doing here? Again?
“Erm, well”, he paused trying to think of a valid excuse, “I like ice skating.”
“Really?” I asked, he put his head down and scratched it like before.
“Well, I do like it but that’s not the real reason I’m here, I, erm”, but before he could reply, a little girl, around the age of 5, fell over right in front of us.

We both bent down to help her up. She was very sweet; she looked how I pictured Grace to look when she was at that age, blonde curls and a cheeky smile. I smiled to myself.
"Little kids are so cute", Lee stated as the little girl skated off. He wouldn't like me or little kids when he knew I had one. I never used to be embarrassed about Grace, I always told people about her, but now, I didn't want to tell Lee I had her.
"As I was saying, I wanted to ask you, if i could, like", Lee stumbled his words about. He took a deep breath, "wanna go for a coffee?" But Instead of thinking about everything and what could happen and about Grace, I shocked myself by just saying, "Yeah".

My 1 hour lunch break started shortly after, so we walked into the busy streets of London. I felt incredibly poor standing next to him, in his smart black trousers and a casual coat; you could tell it was expensive. Underneath you could just about see his white shirt and black tie. Then there was me in my black leggings that Grace managed to create a hole in and a cheap t-shirt. I couldn't afford any nice clothes and I hated that I couldn't buy Grace all new clothes. I was nervous, I had only been out with Grace's dad but some how, Lee made me feel relaxed. I forgot about all my troubles, I felt young, I felt 22 again.

We walked into the coffee shop. Many girls turned to look at him, then looking at me in disgust. What was a man like him doing with a girl like me, although Lee didn't seem to mind. Once we had our coffees we began to talk, I found out he worked in a bank and came from a very wealthy back ground. He spoke about himself and made me laugh until he asked me about my life; the question I was dreading.
"Well I work at the ice rink, obviously and I don't know. I'm not very interesting I suppose."
"Well what about your family and friends?” he laughed.
But I didn't, "I don't have any", I looked away, not in embarrassment, I just didn't like talking about the subject of family. He looked at me I'm confusion and for the first time, I actually told someone without them asking, "I lost my parents and", i paused," In an accident and I have no friends". I took a deep breath as the awkward silence began. I shouldn't have told him.
"That's terrible, but you do have a friend", he smiled, hinting at himself.
And the more we spoke and became more relaxed, the more I felt like we were friends.

The snow was still falling but only lightly. London looked so beautiful. We had talked effetely the rest of the time. We walked down the busy pavements with people rushing past doing their Christmas shopping, with handfuls of bags in each arm. We walked past a big, children's toy store and in the window was a dolls house. It was so pretty, all pink and every detail was perfect; Grace would Love it. I realised I had stopped walking and was staring at the dolls house now with Lee still walking down the street. He realised too and walked back to me, looking at the dolls house.
"Why are you looking at that?" he asked. I turned to look at him, the snow now settling on his hair. He deserved to know. “Because my 2 year old daughter would love it.”

Part3 -

Ahhhh its finished! Ive really enjoyed writing this. Sorry again for the mix up with chapter etc. Thank you and i hope you all enjoy!

And it went exactly how I thought it would go; Lee was shocked, he freaked out and then walked away. I know I had only known him for a few days but I felt hurt. I couldn't remember the last time a man had actually took notice of me or treated me right, only Grace's dad had made me feel special, so loved and wanted.

But that was 4 days ago; it was Christmas Eve now and still I had no presents for Grace. I got paid today so after work i planned on buying her a few presents. She believed in Father Christmas now and I could hardly tell her he didn't bring her any presents so I decided instead of buying her 3 or 4 little presents, I would get her the dolls house, it was expensive but she would love it. So after work I quickly raced through the mass of Christmas shoppers; it was getting late.

I reached the toy shop and searched for the dolls house, I had to get it; Grace would be so upset. She had seen one similar when passing by a charity shop. “Mum, Mum look!” she squealed in excitement. There and then I knew I had to buy her one, especially as she didn’t stop talking about it for the rest of the day. But to my disappointment I could not find it. I searched for an employee of the store and begged her to check if there was any left in the stock room. When she arrived back I already knew the answer, “I sorry, our last one was just sold.” As usual, I was unlucky. I thanked the employee anyway and set out to look for other toys, annoyed with the thought of the person who had bought the last doll house.

That night, I picked Grace up from her nursery and set off home. She was excited for Christmas. Although she was only two, her speech was amazing; she would say sentences that only I could understand which always made me happy as she chatted away about Father Christmas and all the Reindeers. So once we got home and had our dinner, we left Father Christmas some milk and a mince pie on a plate along with some carrots for the Reindeers. Then after her milk, I put her to bed, telling her a Christmas story all about the Reindeers and how one had a red nose, which she loved. I just loved watching her so happy. After I went and put her presents under the tree, drunk the milk, ate the mince pie and put the carrots back.

Christmas day arrived and although she never got a dolls house, Grace seemed happy to see Father Christmas had come leaving her presents under the tree. She played all morning but i needed to go to the cemetery which I always went to on the 25th of December."Come on sweetie, we need to go see Daddy”, I explained to Grace who wanted to stay and play with her toys, eventually she decided which one to take and we set off. Usually it was only a 10 minute walk from my flat but as Grace’s pram had broken so it became a 20 minute walk with her slow walking. I bought some flowers along the way and finally we reached the cemetery. The slow walk began with the sick feeling in my stomach began as we walked towards his grave. I reached for Grace and walked along with her on my hip who was still holding her new toy. And then we were there; standing in front of the grave stone that read: ‘Cameron Charles, loved husband and father, 1988-2009’.

“Maddie?” I turned as I heard a familiar voice questioned my name and there was Lee, just watching me. He noticed my tears and hurried towards me. It was so surreal; why was he here? Today of all days? He began to speak but looked and read the grave stone, now speechless; he scratched his head, looking as me for some answer. “He died in a car accident”, I began, my voice weak, “He was on his way to pick me and Grace up”, referring to the baby in my arms. “You were married?” Lee asked in a gentle way. I just nodded trying not to cry, “We got married early in 2008 when we found out I was pregnant with Grace. It wasn’t some teenage fling, we had been together for years and”, I became to upset to speak.

A peaceful silence filled the air until Lee finally spoke, “I’m so sorry I walked away last week. I suppose I was shocked, but I bought you something to say sorry”. He placed his hand out offering me to take it, in which I did and he lead me to the boot of his car. “Close your eyes”, which I did, I could hear him opening up the car boot with his keys, “Open.” There was the dolls house, with a pink ribbon wrapped around it. I was still shocked from him being here and now this. I was speechless. “I was going to take it to your work, honestly I am truly sorry.” And with Grace in my arm, I hugged Lee with the other not wanting to let go.

Epilogue

They say people only fall in love once but I disagree. Although ill never stop loving Cameron, I know he would be happy that I’m with Lee now. We became friends at first but shortly after Lee asked me out on a date and things went from there. I explained the reasons I never told him about Grace and Cameron and he understood. He loves Grace like she was his own child. Exactly a year has past since we first met and we are now all living together in Lee’s flat. For once ill be able to give Grace a wonderful Christmas that she deserves.


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